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Jun 3, 2019

Sea Angel

My Mermay trade with Ryunn that I had a lot of fun with ////

Ryunn saved a merman, Tomix, from some poachers and is slowly helping him become healthy enough to return to sea. That’s the last thing on his mind at the moment.

Curling his tail on the towels Ryunn laid out for him, Tomix winced as the tub’s legs screeched on the old wooden flooring. His host’s black housecat scurried under one of the towels, waiting for the chore to be over before it had even started.

“And— There!” Ryunn made a laborious shove against her slipper bathtub, managing to slide it out of the bathroom. Even if it wasn’t currently filled with water and 200 pounds of merman, the basin was horrendously heavy. Its cast iron legs were scratching marks into the floor, and Tomix didn’t know that humans were concerned about that sort of thing.

“What if you looped some rope to those stubs in the front and have me tug from the front?” Tomix said, rather than squirm uncomfortably over being a burden. “But I’m surprised you can’t throw it over your shoulder after lugging me all the way to your den.”

“Oh?” Ryunn stopped panting over her knees, glancing at the handsome merman. His tail was swishing in time with Hades’, still missing scales from his ordeal. “That, was definitely different,” She tightened her hair tie, gripping the lips of the tub again. “I actually had to bring bricks up one by one to fix a wall, but with you—” Ryunn hesitated, glancing at the angry red criss-crossing marks on Tomix’s tail. “—Aha…who knew when those poachers would come back.”

Tomix remembered those scarred hands, and cruel hooks well. They ripped him from the sea long with so many other merpeople that would never find home.

Laid out on deck, under the harsh light, Tomix was crushed below a writhing mass of bodies. The other merpeople thrashed and cried out. For hours they fought and fought against the netting holding them down but eventually, the struggling became weaker. Screams became dry croaks, and by the time the sun was hovering over the horizon, Tomix stopped hearing tails banging on the scratchy wood.

Though his throat was parched, body too heavy and aching to move, he was the last one alive. Perhaps the shade from the other merpeople piled on top of Tomix had saved him from drying out.

Barely breathing, he had been dumped into a net of his own, left to dangle from a tree when the poacher’s ship reached the coast. Hanging there, among the corpses of his brethren, the sharp netting bit into his skin. Blood dripped from the bare patches on his tail where deep purple scales used to glitter.

But, Tomix could still move. He wasn’t allowed to give up unless he wrung every little bit of life out of his cursed body.

The merman raised a shivering hand, reaching out to the knot that kept his net stuck to the tree. Hearing a gasp, Tomix hugged his hand to his chest, knowing that he had been found out.

Heart pounding out its last beats in his strained chest, Tomix pictured a poacher cutting him down and slicing him open from neck to tail. Rather than slamming on the ground, his net was slowly lowered and softer hands carefully rolled him on his back.

It was too bright to see who had him at their mercy and Tomix’s eyes were gummy, close to shutting forever. The voice above him whispered something urgently, cupping his face and leaning over him until their shadow shaded him from the glare of the sun.

“Don’t go! Keep your eyes open!” They pleaded, gently coaxing him awake, running their thumb over his cheek.

Their voice lead him back, and Tomix saw how blue her eyes were. They were the ocean on a happier day, framed by soft white hair that fell over the merman like the violet wisteria tree that grew on the cliff by his home.

His savior’s lips set in a determined line and with great care and strength, slung them on to her back before running deep into the woods. The outlines of the other merpeople disappeared in the foliage, becoming ghosts left to haunt Tomix’s memories.

They were move vivid than the stumbles in the woods, or the shaky steps up creaky stairs that had become sprinkled in his scales. But nothing, not even the reviving splash of cool sea water dumped into his tub felt like a dream, compared to the name that would live with Tomix for the rest of his life.

“I’m Ryunn,” His savior had introduced herself, having already bandaged the worst of his injuries. Ryunn smiled at him, clinging to the edge of the tub where Tomix rested his head. He couldn’t help but smile back.

Back in the present, Hades placed a firm paw on a patch of gauze Ryunn had taped to the side of Tomix’s hip. Underneath, the angry red angular pattern left by the poachers’ net shone through the bandage. Those marks had carved themselves all over Tomix’s body. Some were still healing, swathed in ointment and cloth, but the scars on his arms were likely here to stay.

“Oh Hades, careful!” Ryunn came over, scooping the black cat into her arms.

“It’s alright, the sting is mostly gone,” Tomix said, happy that Hades had lured his owner closer. “See?” He curled his tail. “Doesn’t hurt to move.”

Ryunn saw flecks of scales on the towels, and some of the cuts were still seeping from his wounds. Ruefully, Ryunn dipped her chin.

“Did I ruin your towels?” Tomix asked, quickly flattening his tail. He was still unsure about humans. Some hunted merpeople and others ran from them. Ryunn was kind but there was a painful flicker in Tomix’s heart that made him wonder if she was repulsed by his scales.

“I think you’re making them prettier,” The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, kneeling to reach towards Tomix. His tail stiffened, anticipating her touch, and slowly loosened, disappointed to see Ryunn curl her fingers to halt her curiosity. “Was that an insensitive? That was insensitive.” She concluded.

Pretending to tuck his tail into a more comfortable position, Tomix pressed his tail to her knuckles. His scales were cool on Ryunn’s skin, sending a small shiver down her back.

“My father doesn’t visit often anymore, and when he did, it was while I was away,” Tomix began, noticing that in the time he had taken to reminisce on his ordeal, Ryunn had shoved most of the tub into her bedroom. “The last time I saw him, I remember shaking his head at how I barely fit in with my siblings,” He said, remembering Katia and Danyel’s bright red tails. “No, I don’t fit in anymore, and my father didn’t say a word.”

As Ryunn’s stomach turned at the idea of a parent treating their own son that way, Tomix reached for her wrist, and decided to give Hades a respectful pet instead.

“I want to hear what you have on your mind.” He said, too busy watching Hades bat at his hand to see Ryunn’s cheeks lighting up.

Her gaze darting around the room, Ryunn tried to find a way to excuse her reaction, quickly finding the salves she had resting on the second floor’s railing.

“Right, I need to hurry and get you in the tub.” She gently took Hades off of her lap, and went to grab the medicine. It would take a long time for Tomix to heal with the ointments having to be repeatedly reapplied along with fresh bandages. The water kept washing it off but the merman needed to be submerged to survive. Having him right next to her bed made it easier to get that done in the middle of the night.

Ryunn thought it was selfish to focus on anything other than nursing the merman back to health. It wasn’t right to expect Tomix to accept her affections when he was stuck. Besides, Tomix probably thought her legs were strange compared to his vibrant tail.

“Don’t worry, filling it won’t take long.” She promised, hurrying into the bathroom to fill the buckets she gathered. Tomix tilted his head at her, absentmindedly rocking slightly from side to side, watching her run and skip over the streaks on the floor.

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At first, Tomix had been excited at the idea of being in Ryunn’s room.

Katia had always chased Tomix out of her corner of the den, yelling at him, and yelling at Danyel despite him being nowhere near the scene of the offence. Maybe she had a lot of treasure from the surface she had hidden away, and Tomix had expected the same with Ryunn’s bedroom.

Except she seemed to have just moved in. Most of the furniture had already been in the run-down home when she arrived. Still, there was already a touch of her in the bare-walled room. The prettiest cups she had were filled with wildflowers sitting on a scratched-up dresser. Books were stacked neatly on the floor, waiting for their shelves to be ready, and photos of Ryunn’s parents holding her as a baby was placed by Hades’ bed, on top of a small desk right next to the bed.

Tomix was the kind to be impatient over unimportant details but he had scanned the room one, two, three, five, ten times, wondering about everything Ryunn had.

Then, all of that fell right out of his skull when Ryunn decided to turn in for the night. She removed her paint stained clothes, leaving a tight white camisole and panties that made Tomix sink into his green tinted bathwater. He couldn’t quite get his eyes quite past the lip of the tub, however, spying at over at Ryunn climbing under her blanket.

“Don’t be afraid to wake me up if you feel uncomfortable. Go ahead and splash me from there, I don’t mind,” She paused for a moment, noticing his sheepish behavior. “Are you feeling well?”

“Just sleepy,” Tomix said quickly, sinking deeper into the tub. “Ah…have a good night.”

“Oh,” Ryunn laid her head on her pillow. “Good night then.”

The windows were open on the warm summer night, and Tomix saw the moon coming into view in the distance. Ryunn’s breathing had slowed, and he knew that she had drifted off.

At his side of the bedroom, Tomix was wide awake, tail jerking in surprise at Ryunn rolling over in her sleep. Her blanket had been kicked off her legs, and had fallen off of her back.

Compared to a mermaid’s tail, Ryunn’s legs looked so soft and fragile, splayed on her side. Her silky skin were marked with smaller cuts from running through the brambles with Tomix on her back. He couldn’t believe that she managed him with such delicate ankles that could easily fit in his hands.

Tomix dug his nails into his palms, carving crescents deeper into them when he noticed the narrow expanse of her back. It made him sigh, thinking of running his fingers down the gentle curve of her spine, all the way down to her hips.

That was the worst part; the part that made his throat dry. Merpeople’s bodies didn’t split into legs, which meant they didn’t have the soft thighs that were peeking out of her panties. That put humans at a lot of risk, didn’t it? Anyone, including Tomix, could just reach out and pull those maddening slips of fabric aside.

Burying his face deep into his hands, unable to chase away thoughts of Ryunn shyly pulling them away for him. Ryunn turned over and Tomix thought that she had woken up and he was done for. Her lids stayed closed, but Tomix was still going to die.

The bottom of Ryunn’s camisole had ridden up here chest, showing the soft pillowy underside of her breasts. A jolt of pure heat shot to the back of his skull, thinking of himself tugging the shirt free. It was close to already; Tomix could see Ryunn’s cute pink nipples just hiding in her crumpled clothes.

Roughly flipping on to his stomach, Tomix wanted to take care of the need boiling in his stomach before Ryunn could wake up. The huge splash he made was loud enough that Ryunn sat bold upright from the noise.

“Tomix?” She rubbed her eyes, catching sight of the merman’s blanched expression when he lifted his head.

“Nothing’s wrong,” He blurted without waiting for Ryunn to ask. “I’m a toss and turner. Sorry about waking you after working you so hard today.”

“That’s alright,” Ryunn yawned, stretching her arms. Her camisole lifted, showing her belly, and Tomix was mortified that even a sliver made the pressure in his groin heavier. “I should replace your bandages while we’re up.”

“I’m not in pain so you don’t need to make yourself get up.” He murmured, not sure of what he’d do if she did come over. Bending his tail, he hugged the sensitive space on his lap to his stomach, keeping his gaze trained on his tail when Ryunn reached for him.

In her dreamy state, Ryunn’s hand wandered to Tomix’s lovely scales instead of the bandages. They were cool to the touch, smooth like glassy gems and a darker purple in the shade of night, smoother than the deepest wines. It was a wonder how they didn’t shatter when Tomix moved, bending lithely with his body.

Closing his hand over Ryunn’s wrist, Tomix pulled it lower down his tail, resting his forehead in the crook of her neck when she began to apologize.

“The bandages can wait.” He whispered, grasping desperately on the burst of confidence that came with Ryunn’s wandering hand. Her neck was warm, growing hotter at the small kiss Tomix left on her pulse.

Breath hitching, Ryunn swallowed to keep her head together.

“I feel like I might be taking advantage of you.” She trailed off, remembering the beautiful scales sewn into fabrics sold in wagons passing through her hometown. Far from the sea, Ryunn hadn’t known they had been ripped from someone like Tomix.

Wanting to touch them now, to touch Tomix now, felt like she was as perverse as those awful poachers.

“You might say the same things—” The merman grasped her hand and cupped his chin with her slender fingers, sensing Ryunn’s thoughts from the confliction in her creased brow. “—but you look at me differently. You feel different,” He reached up to slip a hand behind her neck. “You feel good.”

Ryunn turned her head, meaning to face him, and their lips brushed. The sharp spark between their small touch shoved them both over the edge. Pent up for days, the first kiss was made of crushed lips, clashing teeth, and greedy arms. Tomix pulled on Ryunn until she was slipping into the tub and she tiled his chin higher, needing to feel more of him.

Feet lifting off the ground, Ryunn felt Tomix guiding her hips over the threshold, and the shock of entering the cool water made her gasp.

Goosebumps lifting on her skin, Ryunn’s back straightened and she gripped Tomix’s shoulder to regain her balance. The front of her camisole had grazed the water, and it stuck to the pretty curves of her stomach and breasts. With Ryunn straddling Tomix’s tail, he could see her cute pink nipples standing under the thin fabric of her sleepwear.

Tensing his core, the merman fought to keep his erection from emerging out of his folds.

Laughing nervously, Ryunn remembered that she was sitting on his wounds.

“A-are you in pain?”

“No.” Tomix lied. There was some aching from the weight on his bandaged cuts but his foremost worry was the painful tightness in his groin from keeping them hidden.

Yes, them. The merman had almost forgotten about it and how he had no idea if they resembled a human man’s….’them.’

Underestimating how slippery Tomix’s tail was, Ryunn loosened her grip on the merman and fell flat on him. Her nipples dragged across his chest, and Tomix forgot what he was worrying about. He hugged her and kissed her wind-kissed cheek, arching his back to get even closer.

“Could I touch you?” He pleaded, words breathy from the heat rising in his core.

Biting her lip, struggling with that last bit of anxiety, Ryunn rolled up her camisole. Tomix began squeezing and kneading her perky, smooth breasts before she had the chance to get the piece of cloth off.

“Tomix!” Ryunn moaned urgently, holding his wrists as he worked her down.

He rolled her nipples between his fingers, flicking and pushing at them out of an intense fixation rather that with deliberate intent. Tomix leaned in to kiss them, licking, and sucking on her sweet skin, touched with the slight tang of the saltwater bath, continuing to rub the other under his palm as Ryunn’s heart pounded.

“Mmm,” Tomix’s hum vibrated against her chest, and he looked up at her hazy, almost dizzy expression. He released her breast from his mouth with a wet smack, causing her to jump at the intentionally teasing noise. “Ryunn, you’re beautiful,” He sighed, watching Ryunn’s half lidded eyes widen. “It’s true.” He laid back in the tub, sliding his fingers down to her hips.

Her panties, wet from the bath, clung to her groin. Humans, especially Ryunn, seemed so vulnerable hiding their tender flesh under the thin confines of their fabrics. Tomix only had to brush his thumb down the slit, and it parted under Ryunn’s panties.

Ryunn inhaled sharply, involuntarily grinding on his fingers as her clit became more pronounced in the cotton fabric. Tomix teased out more soft noises, rubbing Ryunn between his thumb and forefinger. It was similar to touching mermaids but the most tantalizing part was how Ryunn couldn’t hide how aroused she was.

Pushing her panties aside, Tomix pressed his thumbs against Ryunn’s lips and pushed them apart. Her folds were as rosy as her nipples, giving way when Tomix slipped a finger into her, following her hips up when they lifted at the shock of the cool intrusion.

He continued to push his finger in and out of Ryunn, adding another when she tightened harder around him. Again, thumbing her folds further apart wasn’t to make Ryunn shudder harder but out of Tomix’s need to see and feel more of her. Holding her palms over her lips, giving a slow moan at his scissoring fingers, she couldn’t quite stop herself from dripping on to Tomix’s stomach.

Not being able to take holding back any longer, the merman exhaled. The tip of his erection emerged, a darker purple than the scales around his waist, followed by a second that curled over his belly. They were ribbed, meant to keep a mermaid seated and stuck lest the current carry them away.

The larger the ridges, the more desirable a merman. Tomix’s had three close to each of the tips, being a lighter purple from the stretched and swollen skin, aching badly from being kept sheathed.

For a moment, Tomix’s heart flew into his throat. Ryunn stared at them, leg twitching when one of them grazed her, leaving a dark streak on her inner thigh. He expected her to crawl out of the tub, throw a towel on, and leave him to ashamedly take care of them himself. Tomix wouldn’t blame her, and try to go back to being avoided without wanting to crawl out of his skin.

Ryunn reached down, thumb brushing over the slit at his tip. He almost came right there, thrusting himself into her palm. The wet and sticky sensation shot blood up to Ryunn’s face, stomach churning at how the velvety foreskin stuck to her hand like a softer velcro.

“W-will you be okay?” Ryunn stuttered, half-hiding behind her other hand. She had noticed Tomix’s bandages falling off, his scabbed over cuts seeping somewhat into the bath.

The merman couldn’t care less.

“I just need you,” Tomix lifted his hips, entranced by her gaze. His fingers retreated, keeping Ryunn’s pussy spread as she slowly lowered her hips. “Please.”

She began to take him in, the tip of his lower erection kissing her flushed lips as she gripped the ridges of his second. It stuck to Ryunn, her neck arching as she winced from the first ring prodding at her entrance. Gasping at the obscene pop it made breaching the threshold, Ryunn’s lip twitched, feeling like she was boiling inside, stretched as far as she could go.

Tomix had been gripping the edges of the tub to keep himself from ramming his hips snug to Ryunn’s, her gripping heat. Nerves strung to their limits, Tomix’s tail curled and the second ridge drove into her.

The merman’s name came out as a high pitched squeak, Ryunn’s back shivering at the sensation of the ridges flexing inside her walls. Closing his hands over her wrists, Tomix sat up and Ryunn leaned down to meet him.

Completely taken by the movement, Tomix felt Ryunn’s lips quiver at the third ridge. Her long white hair draped over Tomix’s shoulder, and she kissed him urgently as he held her for dear life.

Their hips ground against each other’s, and Ryunn’s clit rubbed over the ridges of Tomix’s second erection as the ridges inside her raked her completely oversensitized walls with their blunt edges. Their sex rolled on, making the legs screech on the floor and splashing water out until it was only filled up to Ryunn’s stomach when it used to reach her shoulders.

Their kiss had broke out of the need for air. Ryunn’s throat releasing short cries as her pussy clenched and tugged on Tomix’s stiff ridges. He was gritting his teeth, whispering Ryunn’s name and tangling is fingers in her hair, dotting kisses on her cheek when he could. Pent up fluids leaked from Ryunn’s pussy, completely stuffed with nothing left to give.

Rearing his hips farther back, Ryunn let out a sharp “Ah!” at the third ridge being wrenched out of her, and slammed back in. She came hard, shivering around Tomix as he sped up, hissing at the effort to catch up to her.

Then, he twisted himself into Ryunn as far as she could, cumming deep and warm inside. His second erection spurting on to his stomach and Ryunn’s breasts.

Spent and exhausted, Tomix lifted the end of his tail and slipped to the tub’s bottom. He floated in the water, balancing Ryunn on top of him. They laid there for a while, basing in each other’s warmth. Tomix would have dozed right off but Ryunn blew out slowly, pushing off of the floor of the tub.

She stood, legs flecked with Tomix’s dusky scales. His ridges had become softer and she could gently pull his cock out of her with only a little trouble. The tip slipped out of Ryunn and the cum it had kept trapped gushed out on top of it.

Ryunn’s cheeks lit up, embarrassed by the mess on her breasts and the one that had poured out of her, but Tomix was wide awake. He had to cover his cocks with his hands or else Ryunn would noticed them hardening again.

“This, might not have been good for you,” Ryunn said, sheepish and biting her lip. The tips of her ears were bright red, and Tomix could see it after he brushed her hair behind them. Something to think about for next time, and maybe the time after that. “Look, I ruined all of your bandages and oh…” She splayed her palm on Tomix’s sticky stomach, running them up his chest to a patch of bleeding scratches.

Tomix caught her hand before they made it, lifting her knuckles to his lips.

“I’ll live.” He smiled at her, pulling her arm over his shoulder until they were embracing. “I’ll definitely live.”

#mermay #yo did tumblr get rid of the line separator for posts?#yoooo that sucks and I hate tumblr #also this has the nut scenes in it #the nast scenes #straight up lemon #CAUSE WE CAN'T USE NORMAL TAGS ANYMORE #I need mermaid movies again #I want this to be the next mermaid movie #honk honk I thought about how tomix's double dongs looked like for a while #tomix #ryunn

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